I seem to focus on old people more than any other when I'm photographing in the streets, purely because they have such character, and also for sweet moments like this were an elderly man is helping his wife stand up, so sweet <3. Canon EOS-1, expired film.
We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations. ~ Anaïs Nin